Blacktail Deer Plateau lure

Easy blinked at the older wolf, not doubting that they'd met before (somehow) but not quite sure when that might've been, either. After all, she didn't know when she'd met Sunny before, either, but he was her brother, so they must've known each other at some point. The same sort of thing must be going on, here. "Dad says I'm gonna be as big as he is, when I'm done," came her proud response, although her tone was a bit distracted as she tried to get her mind around the other wolf's name. Catori. That was a new one, but it didn't seem as strange to her as it had seemed to her father. She was still growing up, after all, and had met lots of wolves with funny names.

"My name's Easy," she answered, tail wagging a tiny bit. "But I have a funny name, too. My momma used to call me Ishara. Daddy says it means when you want something really bad."

Her head cocked to the side. "What's Catori mean?" she wondered, curious as ever. The crayfish lay forgotten under her muddy paw.